6<\/p>\n
\u201cSo what did you think of eating Rita?\u201d Dorothy asked before putting another forkful of salad into her mouth.<\/p>\n
\u201cSurprising actually.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh? In what way?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought eating human flesh would really gross me out. But Victor cooked it so well that I had to remind myself I was eating what used to be another human being. And it helped settle me down the way Jeff joked about us eating his girlfriend, especially since he told us he might go find another girl to bring next month.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe certainly was good eating,\u201d Dorothy agreed with a smile. \u201cBut my memories are of what happened down in the guillotine room\u2026 the way her body jerked the moment the blade fell.\u201d<\/p>\n
She paused to take another bite out of her salad. It was a week later, and we were eating at that very same caf\u00e9 where she\u2019d gotten me curious about Victor\u2019s parties. Then she smiled at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cI felt the same way at first about eating meat that came from a human being\u2026 that is, until I found out how good they tasted. You remember how Victor sent some of her meat home with us? I fixed some of her the other day with some vegetables for supper\u2026 sort of our way to remember her and the erotic way she was beheaded, you know? Even James thought she was good eating.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes she was.\u201d But as I paused to think about Rita, I found myself thinking about the way she had died.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you know I had a running bet with James you would ride the guillotine again before the day was over? You won me five pounds, Julie.\u201d She chuckled as she shook her head before taking another bite.<\/p>\n
I gave her a dirty look. \u201cIf I would have known that, love, I might not have ridden it at all.\u201d But she saw right through me.<\/p>\n
\u201cI doubt that, love. I saw how you were when you rode it the first time and the way Louisa made you cum. Once you have an orgasm knowing the blade can fall at any moment, you\u2019re virtually hooked.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI am not.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why did you go back down and ride it again?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted to put that bitch Prudence in her place.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou could have just insulted her. Riding the guillotine seems an awful big risk just to get back at someone. I think you wanted to ride it again with a cock up your pussy. He was really good, wasn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n
My face flushed crimson at the remembrance of it all. She laughed as she told me, \u201cYeah, that\u2019s what I thought.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh shut up and eat your salad.\u201d She just laughed again as she took another bite.<\/p>\n
The orgasms had definitely felt incredible. And to be honest, it hadn\u2019t really mattered all that much about showing up Prudence, although that\u2019s what I kept trying to tell myself. I was already thinking about what it might be like to ride it again.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know there\u2019s another one in three weeks, right? Renard will be there in case Victor needs help putting another body on to roast. Wouldn\u2019t you like to see him again? Wouldn\u2019t you like him to fuck you while you\u2019re going for another risky ride?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course not. You\u2019re crazy!\u201d But I was already starting to think about it.<\/p>\n
\u201cAw c\u2019mon, love. It would be the ride of your life and you know it. I bet you\u2019re already imagining what the orgasms are going to feel like; am I right?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo I\u2019m not! I don\u2019t know where you get your silly ideas.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI get \u2018em from the expression on your face, love. I knew something had happened when you came outside to eat with the rest of us. I\u2019d wondered where you\u2019d gotten off to. Then I saw how your face looked all flushed and the way you seemed breathless. There was a glow about you as though you\u2019d just been fucked. That\u2019s when I knew even before you told us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, shut up and eat your salad.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThree weeks, Julie. Shall James and I swing by around tenish? You won\u2019t make the lunch buffet, but I\u2019m sure Victor can have you ready for supper. I\u2019ll see if James wants to keep your head on our dining room table when we\u2019re eating you with peas and carrots.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDottie, you\u2019re hopeless. I tell you; I\u2019m not going!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTen am, love?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBetter make it ten-thirty.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHah!\u201d<\/p>\n
She laughed as I blushed again. Telling her I wasn\u2019t going just wasn\u2019t going to fly. Besides, I was getting aroused thinking about Renard fucking me in the guillotine again, the blade hovering dangerously over my head. I just hoped I wasn\u2019t making a huge blunder.<\/p>\n
–<\/p>\n
Something was different when Dorothy came to pick me up. For one thing, I saw she was behind the wheel. For another, there was this strange man in the passenger seat I didn\u2019t recognize.<\/p>\n
He quickly got out and opened the door for me so I could sit in front with Dorothy. \u201cThis is Richard,\u201d she told me with a smile. \u201cHe flew over from the States.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere\u2019s James?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWork called him away. He knew this was going to happen two weeks in advance. So I asked him if I could invite this friend over from America. Richard has never seen a working guillotine before.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIs that so?\u201d I asked him with a smile.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, ma\u2019am,\u201d he answered politely. \u201cIt seems our country doesn\u2019t have quite the history with guillotines that your country does. Dorothy\u2019s description of what happened at your last party was rather vivid. I guess my curiosity got the better of me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dorothy teasingly told him, \u201cYou just want to see a naked lady lose her head while she\u2019s getting fucked, love. Am I right?\u201d He blushed as he lowered his head.<\/p>\n
He was very nice, with a warm smile and a good physique. I don\u2019t know why I had this flickering thought of what it would feel like if he fucked me in the guillotine. Then I found myself wondering if Dorothy might ask him to fuck her in a risky gamble. What the hell would James say if he lost his wife to the blade while another bloke was fucking her??<\/p>\n
I looked at him and smiled, telling myself this day might get interesting. \u201cIt\u2019s nice to meet you, Richard. Maybe you\u2019ll get lucky and you\u2019ll get to see a beheading today. Then we\u2019ll find out if that American palate can handle the taste of us English wenches.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI, uh\u2026 that would be interesting.\u201d<\/p>\n
I got in and he politely closed the door behind me before he went around and got Dorothy\u2019s door. She told me she\u2019d known Richard a few years and had wanted to invite him over across the pond for some time. But there just hadn\u2019t been a good excuse until now.<\/p>\n
I gave her a questioning look. She just laughed, giving me a dismissive wave as he climbed into the back of her car. Then she told me, \u201cToday I\u2019m sitting this one out, love. James isn\u2019t coming so I\u2019m going to be a good wife.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you really?\u201d I asked in challenge, briefly glancing into the back seat at our attractive guest before looking right at her. That\u2019s when I saw something flicker in her eyes. She turned away, fumbled for the keys, and then mumbled something I couldn\u2019t quite make out before starting up the motor. I decided not to push it.<\/p>\n
–<\/p>\n
We arrived and went right inside. Dorothy led us straight to the wetbar. Lorraine was already there in a very nice sundress.<\/p>\n
She greeted us with a smile. \u201cI expected you to return, love,\u201d she told Dorothy with a twinkle in her eyes. \u201cAnd it\u2019s nice to see you again, Julie. But I didn\u2019t know you were bringing someone new with you. Who is this charming gentleman? What happened to James?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJames had to work, love. This is Richard. He flew all the way over from the States to see your guillotine in action. I told him James couldn\u2019t make it, so I made him an offer he couldn\u2019t refuse.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNice to meet you, Richard,\u201d Lorraine said with her usual charm. \u201cCan I get you something to drink?\u201d<\/p>\n
He nodded politely as he told her what he\u2019d like. She went right off to fix it for him before bringing over the requests Dorothy and I put in. Then she leaned toward us against the bar top after we had our drinks.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you came back; eh, Julie?\u201d<\/p>\n
I blushed as I told her, \u201cWell\u2026 Dorothy sort of talked me into it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn\u2019t need much arm-twisting, love.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh shut up and enjoy your drink.\u201d She just laughed as she took another sip.<\/p>\n
\u201cEveryone\u2019s out back enjoying the late morning air, love. Victor\u2019s got some meat cooking. He has something planned for supper if the guillotine doesn\u2019t send us any roasters.\u201d She gave me a sly smile, and I felt an erotic quiver.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow about you, Julie?\u201d Dorothy suggested with a wink as she nudged me. \u201cWant to go out in a blaze of glory so Victor can have someone to roast?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHa-ha; very funny.\u201d But her remark did not help matters any as I felt my pussy start to get moist.<\/p>\n
Dorothy picked up her drink. \u201cLet\u2019s go outside and say hi.\u201d Richard dutifully followed her out.<\/p>\n
I lagged behind for a moment to talk to Lorraine alone. When they were gone I quietly asked, \u201cIs Renard here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe certainly is, love. And he came alone.\u201d<\/p>\n
Once more she gave me that charming smile of hers. I nervously smiled back. She had answered the important question I\u2019d wanted to ask but had been hesitant to vocalize.<\/p>\n
\u201cThanks, Lorraine. I think I\u2019ll go out and mingle.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHave a nice time, love. Don\u2019t let anyone force you into doing anything you don\u2019t want to do.\u201d I nodded my thanks, appreciative of her concern before heading for the backyard.<\/p>\n
I went out and saw there was quite a collection of couples. Dorothy and Richard were over talking to Ken and Sybil Wylie and a couple I didn\u2019t recognize. She waved at me\u2026 \u201cOh, there you are\u201d before she went back to her conversation.<\/p>\n
I spotted Renard talking to Jeff and a new girl. I took the bull by the horns by going right over. He smiled as I approached.<\/p>\n
\u201cNice to see you again, Julie. You remember Jeff, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, I do,\u201d I said as we hugged briefly. \u201cI, uh\u2026 I\u2019m sorry\u2026 I guess\u2026 about Rita I mean.\u201d<\/p>\n
He gave me a dismissive wave. \u201cThink nothing of it, Julie. She wanted to ride the guillotine.\u201d Then he introduced me to the short haired, dark blonde in the light blue skirt and blouse standing by his side.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is Kimberly Struthers. She was a friend of Rita\u2019s. I was just telling Renard how Kimberly wanted to come check out the guillotine after I told her Rita got beheaded and then eaten for supper.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you do?\u201d I asked as I shook her hand. \u201cAre you, uh\u2026 hoping to ride the guillotine?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know, Julie; I haven\u2019t decided. The way Jeff described it makes it sound positively gruesome. Yet there\u2019s something about it I find kind of exciting.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was my initial reaction as well when Dorothy told me about it that day while we were having lunch. So I decided to come out with her and see what it was all about for myself. I was here last month when Rita lost her head. In fact I was down there watching the moment the blade fell.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh? What was that like?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHorrifying\u2026 and yet\u2026 how can I say this without making it sound perverse? It was sort of\u2026 sexy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s a good word for it,\u201d Jeff said with a laugh. \u201cOf course, for me it was more than a little sexy.\u201d He looked at Kimberly before adding, \u201cI hope I\u2019m not over-romanticizing it for you or anything like that.\u201d<\/p>\n
She giggled at him as she shook her head. \u201cNo, you just make me curious is all.\u201d I found myself wondering how long it would be before she tried riding it for herself\u2026 and whether or not she would let Jeff fuck her while she was riding it naked.\u201d<\/p>\n
The four of us stood there chatting for a while. I was tempted to go mingle, but I felt comfortable standing close to Renard. He seemed happy to see me, and I liked being in his company.<\/p>\n
Jeff and Kimberly were called over to Ken and Sybil Wylie and that new couple. Dorothy and Richard had moved off to talk to the Warrens. When we were alone Renard stepped closer and smiled at me. \u201cSo you decided to make a return visit, eh?\u201d<\/p>\n
I nervously brushed aside a strand of red hair before telling him, \u201cDorothy has this way of talking a girl into something.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you sure that\u2019s it? Or could it be something else?\u201d He smiled knowingly at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot you too??\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe ladies who show up often have more than a morbid curiosity. Nine times out of ten it doesn\u2019t take much to get them to go for a ride. Look how easy it was to get you to ride it twice.\u201d<\/p>\n
I blushed again. \u201cJust because I rode it last time doesn\u2019t mean I\u2019m going to ride it this time.\u201d He just chuckled as he shook his head.<\/p>\n
At that moment Lorraine came outside. She strode right over to Victor and started talking animatedly. Clearly she wasn\u2019t happy about something.<\/p>\n
Their voices got a little louder and I heard him ask her, \u201cDid you try talking her out of it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVictor, you know she doesn\u2019t listen to me!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDarling, she doesn\u2019t listen to me either.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUh-oh,\u201d Renard observed. \u201cThis doesn\u2019t look good. If you\u2019ll excuse me for a moment, Julie?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCertainly.\u201d Then he headed off in their direction.<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t know what to do. So I stood there alone like an idiot while watching their discussion. Most of the other couples had gone silent, quietly observing the drama.<\/p>\n
When Renard walked over to Victor and Lorraine, they lowered their voices when they realized they were being listened to. I watched and waited before taking a couple of tentative steps in their direction. I was curious as to what was going on. Then I heard Renard tell them, \u201cI\u2019ll go down and keep an eye on her.\u201d<\/p>\n
He walked away, only to catch sight of me standing there with a confused look on my face. Some of the couples went back to their conversations. Others watched as he came over to me and shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cPrudence is here with another boyfriend. She brought some friends with her. She headed right on down to the guillotine room despite Lorraine\u2019s objections. So I told them I\u2019d go down and see what\u2019s going on.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh\u2026 ok.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCare to join me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019d like that, Renard\u2026 if it\u2019s not any trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo trouble at all, Julie. C\u2019mon.\u201d<\/p>\n
We headed inside and went straight for the stairs down to the guillotine room. Renard seemed a little anxious\u2026 as though we\u2019d be wise not to waste any time getting down there. Was Prudence riding the guillotine against her mother\u2019s wishes?<\/p>\n
We were partway down the stairs when we heard voices drifting up to us. Renard reached out an arm to stop us as we both stopped and listened. It sounded like the guillotine was in use\u2026<\/p>\n
\u201cPrudence, I\u2019m not sure I want to do this anymore!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAww, what\u2019s the matter, Vicki? You told me before you came with us that you wanted to go for a ride!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cP-Prudence, I\u2019m s-scared!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut aren\u2019t you excited as well? Isn\u2019t it the least bit of a turn-on knowing the blade could fall any second now?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cP-Prudence, I don\u2019t want to ride this anymore!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFuck her hard, Wayne! Enjoy that last orgasm before the blade falls, Vicki! Dad\u2019s going to love roasting your meaty ass!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPRUDENCE, GET ME OUT OF HERE!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBetter enjoy that last orgasm while you can, love! It\u2019s going to feel so good when the blade comes down and severs your head!\u201d<\/p>\n
At the scream Renard bolted down the remaining steps as I rushed down after him. I saw him leap into the room and rush toward the guillotine. The timer on the monitor on the wall read 54:18.<\/p>\n
Prudence and a new guy I didn\u2019t recognize were standing near the front of the guillotine where the new girl\u2019s head was sticking out. Prudence had a maniacal look in her eyes. Her boyfriend looked like he wasn\u2019t sure what was going to happen next, although he seemed to be genuinely interested in the outcome.<\/p>\n
A new girl sporting short, dirty blonde hair was strapped down naked, rocking from the thrusts while wailing for her life. A naked young man was fucking her hard as Prudence urged him on. My breath caught in my throat as a surge of wildly erotic tingles coursed through my body.<\/p>\n
Renard rushed up to the machine just as Prudence noticed his arrival\u2026 \u201cRenard, what are you doing down here? Wait, what are you doing?? Daddy needs a roaster so I can go for a ride afterwards, right?? Renard, STOP IT!\u201d<\/p>\n
He quickly plugged some numbers into the control pad as the poor girl let out another cry. \u201cRenard, damnit; she\u2019s cumming! Leave her alone!\u201d A moment later the timer on the monitor on the wall froze at 54:49.<\/p>\n
The naked girl noticed the timer had stopped ticking away. Her screams faded away as she gasped for breath before going into spasms. I think she fainted dead away, even though her companion was still fucking her. That\u2019s when Prudence wailed, \u201cDAMN YOU, RENARD! YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!\u201d<\/p>\n
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Julie goes back to Victor’s mansion with Dorothy and her friend from the States. After meeting some new people, she learns Prudence has one of her friends down riding the guillotine, a girl who is becoming more involuntary by the second. Continue reading